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nerves.
    “Damn, I am so sorry. Are you alright?” He asked , but I didn’t answer.
    “Alexandria?”
    I closed my eyes, stood upright, and with my hand over my heart I counted. Calm slid back over me, settling the race of my heart, and the bad feeling across my skin.
    “You can call me Andie.”
    My eyes opened and I was back under control.
    “Andie, yeah, I think I remember that now.” He replied, watching me still like I was a rabid dog.
    “Sorry, I should have told you sooner. It’s just…a thing.” I never had to explain myself before.
    With men at the club I was the vixen, Kandi. And Kandi liked her bad boys tied up so they couldn’t touch her. She brushed her body against them, making their dicks yearn for the forbidden fruit. Their throats became parched and the only thing that would quench it was the taste of her succulent lips. But she was a siren that only brought men in for her own pleasure. Only when she said the word, did something happen. And they loved it.
    No one could claim Kandi but everyone wanted her. Alexandria was different. People didn’t look at me like an alluring siren, they looked at me like I needed help. But I didn’t want it. The only person that could help me was me .
    “You should come tomorrow.”
    “Excuse me?” I asked, suddenly feeling like I had missed an entire part of our conversation.
    “To my birthday brunch with my family.”
    I stared. This had to be a joke. “Why?”
    “Because, my mom is always telling me to bring a girl home. I know we’re not dating or anything , and we haven’t really talked in years. But it will keep her off my back and I’d really like to spend some more time with you.”
    My eyes narrowed as clarity surfaced. “Listen, what happened last night in the club stays there. I’m not going to just ride you anywhere, anytime , because I’m a stripper. So, if that is what you are looking for…” He held his hand up to stop me, laughing while he did it.
    “Hey, I don’t mean like that. I’m not that kind of guy, alright? I actually never go to strip clubs, they brought me for my birthday. I’m also not asking Kandi to come with me, I’m asking my old friend Andie.”
    Was it possible Kayne was as genuine as he seemed? I really looked at him for the first time while he waited for my answer. Prominent jaw, dopey smile, hopeful look in his seemingly innocent eyes. He looked harmless, I wasn’t repulsed by his company. There was something about him that just seemed authentic.
    “Your family will hate me.”
    “No they won’t.” He assured, flashing more of his flawlessly white teeth.
    “Won’t they wonder why you are bringing a stripper to brunch?”
    “Nope, they don’t need to know. I may not know you well Andie, but I’m sure you are more than just a stripper. So, we won’t tell them that’s what you do.” I watched as he spilled out more and more to convince me. “Besides, they aren’t going to question why you’re there with me.”
    “Oh, you don’t think so?” No point hiding my sarcasm, I knew he was mistaken.
    “Not at all. I was walking along the beach and saw my old friend. We spent the afternoon catching up and I figured it would be fun to bring her along. Seeing as how I have enjoyed hanging out with her again.” He finished with a cheesy grin.
    “Wel l I mean, what about your uncle? You may have the best story in the world but if he is going, he will know the truth.”
    The point I brought up was honest, it could ruin the entire story Kayne concocted. At least, that was where I hoped Kayne believed my question surfaced from. My chest tightened waiting for his answer. It was low of me to wait this anxiously for an answer before giving my own. I was actually enjoying Kayne’s company, for the most part, but there was only one I wanted to see.
    “Yeah, he’ll be there but don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.”
    My heart just about burst through my chest with the increasing beats.
    “Well, in that case,